Benjamin: 1; Swine Flu: 0
Silly H1N1. It thought it could bring my son down. The sheer force of cuteness prevented it from getting too nasty (as did Tamiflu courtesy of Dr. Ennis. Thank you, sir). He’s back to his usual charming self and is cooing, grabbing his feet triumphantly and generally being awesome. During all of this, he somehow gained weight– he’s up to 17 lbs. 7 oz. Is there a fat camp for 4 month olds?
Here are a few photos from the past week including a scandalous one of his baby butt crack. Oh, how he’ll hate me when he grows up…












Ben could grow up to be a
Plumber with a crack like
that!
I love me some baby crack…..